Modern Day AU. Marcus Eaton is a powerful business tycoon with enough money to feed a small country and enough control to keep his son, Tobias, following in his footsteps. Tris is a girl living on the street who's unintentionally captured Tobias's attention. Will his sympathy outweigh his common sense when it comes to the girl on the street?

Even ten years after scattering Tris's ashes, Tobias is trying to figure out how to live life without her. He has professional success and still keeps his close circle of friends, but he still struggles with her ghost. Christina shows up at his apartment late one night, with Tris in her car, and he prays that it's a dream. Because losing her again could destroy him. Xpost from AO3.

He kisses my lips and then each of the four birds tattooed under my collarbone, lingering a little longer on the newest one; the one closest to my heart; the one that represents him. Post-Insurgent/Tris' fear of intimacy.

Coming home to someone is many things. It is a choice, a promise, a declaration. It is a return, not as a person to a place, but as oneself to another. It is one individual saying to another: 'You are the one I choose'. *Allegiant alternate-ending*

Every year Tobias helps Benjamin make a Christmas present for Tris. But this year, for the first time, Benjamin is helping Tobias make Tris a Christmas gift. And it's a really, really good one, he thinks. *A story of Christmas surprises set in the Patterns & Fairytales universe.*

Four is dead. I've killed him. He was an ideal, a Dauntless prodigy that never really existed. INSURGENT FOUR POV - starting in Candor. Spoilers, obviously.

*A little bit of Three Parts Dead from Tobias' POV* Before Tris literally fell into my life this was something I thought I didn't want. But I know now it was because it was something I thought I would never get, never deserve to have. Sometimes the worst wounds aren't the ones that bleed.

She smiles up from the nook on his shoulder that was made for her, fingers dancing across the stubble on his cheeks, and her eyes are so full love and trust and tenderness and this is his life, that whatever else is going on around them doesn't matter.

It was her strength, her liveliness that really made her beautiful. No one else saw that - not yet anyway -, and it made me feel like I was carrying around something precious, a secret knowledge that needed to be guarded jealously. Divergent from Tobias' POV.